Fire, a force to be reckoned
The flames that flicker, never beckoned
A power that both warms and destroys
Its presence both feared and enjoyed
In the hearth, it's a welcome sight
A beacon of warmth on a cold winter's night
Its light and heat, a comforting embrace
A gathering place for family and grace
But in the wild, it's a different story
A raging inferno, a blaze of glory
The flames that spread, consuming all in their path
A force of nature, both fierce and wrath
Fire, a symbol of passion and desire
Its beauty and danger, both inspire
A reminder that all things must end
But from the ashes, new life can begin
Let us respect and use its power with care
For fire, a gift we must share
May we honor its force and its grace
And never forget the light in its face.
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